Robert Mannyng

"Als thai haf wryten and sayd Haf I alle in myn Inglis layd, In symple speche as I couthe, That is lightest in mannes mouthe. I mad noght for no disours, Ne for no seggers, no harpours, Bot for the luf of symple men That strange Inglis can not ken."

"He felle dede doun colde as ony stone."

"No thyng ys to man so dere As wommanys love yn gode manere. A gode womman is mannys blys."

"There ys no solas undyr hevene Of al that a man may nevene That shuld a man so mochë glew As a gode womman that loveth trew."

"And thy traveyle shalt thou sone ende, For to thy long home sone shalt thou wende."

"The range of his sympathies and interests makes Handlyng Synne the best picture of English life before Langland and Chaucer."